Kill the Lights

I growled, throwing the items of the suitcase and various items of black clothing all around me. Where the fuck was it? I paused, almost in an attempt to retrace my steps, to find out where I lost that fucking guitar pick. I only brought one with me to this band concert thing with many different bands, which was a mistake. I knew I would loose it, Luna told me I would, but of course I had to be the rebellious little shit I was. Shaking my head, I ran a hand through my dyed black hair, standing up.

"Fuck it." I threw my hands in the air frustrated, as I decided to take my anger out of my clothing choices. Going to the next suitcase behind me (the room seemed to be filled with the fuckers), I pulled out the first outfit that I saw. I loved this dress, it was perfect. Picking up my tights that were coincidentally under the dress, I pulled them on. Seeing a shiny item in the suitcase, I grinned. "Found ya, you little fuck!" Lunging towards it, I grabbed out the black and white guitar pick.

Seeing Luna behind me in our tour bus, I grinned sheepishly. "Spent thirty minutes finding this fucker, and it was in the other fucking suitcase!"

I was by far a foul potty mouthed person, and I wasn't afraid to speak my mind. I couldn't give a shit if the world didn't agree with my ideas, but fuck them. Why should I care? I don't need that type of negativity in my life.

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I grinned, stretching my tattooed arms above my head. "Hey, Ricky. Have you heard, Bloodrayne will be here. Apparently they are playing on Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday." I knew Ricky loved the rhythm guitarist Maya Woods, but I saw no interest in her. My interest was in the lead singer, Luna Rayne.

Me and Ricky, alongside Josh were all together, where the others were probably somewhere meeting fans or going to the toilet. The last one was probably the most likely, since we went for drinks last night and the others can't hold their bladder on a hangover for shit. Rubbing at my eyes, I decided to pull away before I screwed up my makeup. "Shall we go and see if we can find their bus?"

We agreed to take part in a concert type thing, where bands would come together and perform the most bad-ass concert ever. We mainly came because of Bloodrayne, and because of the majority of our fans who would be there. Licking my lips, I finished my red bull before throwing it in the garbage can.

"Which one would it be?"

"Maybe the one with 'Bloodrayne' on the side of it, you thick ass." I pointed the bus out to Ricky, as he shot me a glare which I just brushed off and laughed at.

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Luna

"I kept telling you, you stupid sexy bitch, that you would be having the terrible issues of losing it," I laughed, ruffling up my black-and-blue hair, "You should have brought picks like every one else who plays guitar of the band," I stuck my tongue out, in which she did the same.

"Okay, Miss Frontman, no need to be a smartass all over my awesomeness," Maya winked, resulting in me giggling over her antics.

"Hey, sexy ladies, you all need to hurry up because we got to meet the fans in the VIP room in a little over an hour," our lead guitarist, Damian, shouted to us from far down the bus, "So put your unnecessary makeup on and let's book it."

"Fuck off, Damian," Maya called back with a laugh, a common thing for both Damian and Maya to do since they were good friends for years now and act like bickering siblings.

Hearing the guys get off the bus, I go over to the mirror to place on my heavy gothic makeup on to match with our cynical theme of what many would call a "goth" style, which I could agree with. As I continued with the makeup, I noticed a familiar face from our opening band, Motionless in White: Chris Motionless. My eyes widened a bit at the thought of meeting him in person, considering he was damn sexy to my own eyes.

"Shit, that's him...and Ricky Horror!" Maya exclaimed, seeing the two head to our bus, "Fuck I look like shit!"

"Oh shut up," I laughed, "You look fine...the hair looks a bit like 'sex-hair' so you might have to fix that."

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Ricky

To us of the entire band, Bloodrayne was a particular Goth/Rock band that we definitely followed through the early years of our career. Their strong music that was similar to Evanescence but heavier and had a more "electronica" touch to the beats, was something that became a favorite to all of us. Mainly, I followed a lot more because I thought the rhythm guitarist of the band was completely drop dead sexy. Black hair with piercing eyes...and a gorgeous body that sure knew how to rock with the guitar. Like damn, I couldn't wait to see her in person.

"Are we heading over or what?" I asked Chris, watching him finish the last touch-ups of his makeup.

"Yeah, yeah, we are going," Chris chuckled, straightening up his top as he headed off the bus first before I followed him, "See you fuckers later!"

"Remember: use a condom!" Ghost yelled out.

I flicked him off, "Screw you, asshole," I smirked, the sun's heat already hitting my face once we headed across the gravel to the other bus.

Seeing the official Bloodrayne bus come into view, I could already feel the slight nervousness and anxiety of wanting to meet Maya. It was something I always wanted. When Chris knocked on the door, I knew he was excited as well when Luna's own voice called out for us to "come in".

((Just a heads up, the picture of Chris isn't showing up on my side of the internet))
Maya

Brushing through my hair rather quickly, I sighed looking at myself in the mirror. I had just a moment to put my eyeliner on, and luckily, I was a pro at applying makeup under pressure and make it look good. Grinning in satisfaction, I grabbed my spiked choker and put it on.

Looking down the van, and seeing two men step on board, I couldn't help the smirk rise to my features.

"What brings you guys to our van?" I asked, pushing a strand of hair out of my face, crossing my tattooed arms. "Its a long time before we perform. Thankfully Damian will vanish in an hour to meet guests, so you won't have to hear him blab on and on about irrelevant shit."

"Hey, you know you all love my irrelevant shit!" Our band member shouted, in the process of getting his teeth brushed. A small giggle escaped my lips, as I looked at Ricky with a small wink. I could see him looking at my figure in the dress, and to be honest, I loved it. His eyes ravishing over my own body, it sent chills down my spine.

Sitting down on the couch, I stretched my arms above my head, yawning. It had been a fucking long journey to get here, and I was shattered. I needed something to wake me up.

Ricky would wake me up.

Chris

Licking over my lips, I looked at Luna's stunning figure. Even more beautiful in person. Smirking, I saw the subtle wink Maya gave towards Ricky, and I knew he already had a shot. Now, it was my turn.

"We wanted to see if you wanted to go out for a drink. A killer bar is just down the street, and from interviews we happened to see, you girls like to drink. The best fucking kind."

"Hell yeah!" Maya said, grinning towards me. I knew she was completely interested in Ricky, but she seemed like a kind girl.

"What do you think, Luna?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Wanna hang out with us? Trust me, we won't let you forget it easily. We will have a great time, and I've heard that they only allow VIP's into that bar, so we don't have to worry about the fans swarming us. They also have special VIP rooms." As I wriggled my eye brows, Maya laughed at my antics.

"Dude, you are as smooth as a baby's butt. Subtle, and hilarious as balls." I raised a brow at Maya, but Ricky laughed, so I guess that made my brow lower to a normal height.

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Luna

"Maya, seriously, you are the weirdest human being I have ever met but for some reason, I tend to adore it," I joked with a giggle, sending a small wink to Chris's way that grabbed his immediate attention.

"Hey, I rather be weird and dorky than a total bitch," Maya pointed out before glancing at Ricky, "Am I right?"

"Well, it depends," Ricky breathed, getting closer to where Maya stood that made her a bit nervous that her "crush" was getting closer to her, "I don't mind you being angry when it comes to you looking hot like that," he wiggled his eyebrows, "Sorry, I can't help the freaky side in me. Even Chris has one."

I blinked at Chris, watching him look away with a slight blush on his cheeks, "That's not surprising though. A guy like you with amazing singing talent and a badass personality can have a kinky side to the sex part of life. Then again, when it comes to you offering drinks at a 'private bar', it explains how interested I am in it. Which is a main fact because that is a 'yes' to your answer," I grinned.

"Really?" Chris smiled in delight at my answer.

"Hell-fucking-yeah," I giggled, looking over at Maya, "What about you?"

"Fuck yeah, bitch," she exclaimed before giving me a low-five with our free hands.

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Ricky

The attractiveness on this girl is unbelievable. She is so strange and goofy...that it is actually a turn on, along with her bad mouth that is so fucking hot to hear come out of her mouth. This is even better from what I imagined my first encounter to be with her...

Plopping down on the couch right next to Maya, I smiled over at her, "Our own private VIP room together tonight so we can get drunk and party with each other?" I grinned.

Maya laughed, "Dude, partying is my damn thing. It is a definite 'yes' to what you just said there. I just hope they have great drinks."

"By the sound of how good this place is and how not-trashy it is as well, it is a definite plus that they have amazing drinks," I winked at her, "They open until 4 am so we got all night after the show until we leave the next morning to the next destination."

Maya shrugged, "Sounds fucking good to me," she chuckled, "I could use some heavy drinks."

"And I could use a great memory in drinking heavy with my favorite crush by my side," I snickered, knowing it was corny but I didn't care.

Maya

I raised a brow, a small smirk escaping my lips and settling down on my features. "Favorite crush? I might say the same about you." With a wink, I adjusted the top half of her dress, trying to expose less cleavage. Sure, having C Cups were a good thing, but I don't like to get them out and shake them all about.

Seeing Ricky looking, I flicked his forehead. "Hey, save it for the drinking." I said with a hint of seductiveness in my voice, before giggling slightly. With a massive grin on my lips, I looked over at Chris and Luna. "When we going? I'm fucking dying for a drink."

"More like your dying for Ricky." Damian shouted from the other end of the tour bus, as my brows furrowed and I felt heat rise to my cheeks.

"Shut the fuck up, Damian!" I shouted back, looking at Ricky with an amused look on my face. "Is your bus like this? Best friends but insulting machines?"

"Pretty much" Chris answered, as I felt myself locked onto Ricky's eyes. Under that makeup, they were beautiful.

Chris

Man, this girl is fucking beautiful.

"Did you want to go now? I mean, since we are gonna be going on shows together, we gotta see what our drinking habits are like." I nodded my head in approval with my words, a sly grin spreading across my features. Luna was... Wow. Luna was like the girl of my dreams. Sexy, killer taste in music, and a bad-ass personality. Man, I could get used to touring with her.

"One question, though... Why are you willing to have a drink with me and Ricky? We don't look the most friendliest." I asked, scratching the back of my head.

"You guys are fucking cool, and we love your music, and guys like you are hot." Maya blurted out, gazing over to Ricky. I chuckled slightly, looking at Luna.

"You agree?" With a raised brow, I playfully winked my left eye slightly, crossing my arms.

((sorry that Chris' reply is small, I had a brain fart.))
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Luna

Watching his dark eyes go on to me, I smiled slyly towards Chris and nodded, "Maya is right, you guys sure are hot. And it doesn't matter on looks at all for me when it comes to who is friendly and who isn't. Really, I knew you guys would be sweethearts just by the interviews I have seen."

Chris blinked, "You watch our interviews? We aren't that interesting," he laughed.

I giggled, "Stop shaming yourself because you guys honestly are really damn cool. Your personality is intriguing to me, along with the 'I don't give a fuck' attitude that is just spot on to my taste."

The two grinned towards me with Chris speaking up first to my statement, "That is rather sweet of you to say coming from an absolute talent like yourself. Do you want to have a few drinks before you guys head off to see the fans? Or do you prefer laying it all out after the show?"

I grinned, "After the show is always best. Because that way, I have no limits to where I want to go with my alcohol. Is that okay?"

"Fucking-A it is," he chuckled, licking his lower lip.

"Good," I nodded firmly, grabbing a cigarette from my pocket, "I'm having my smoke break. Any of you wanna join?"

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Ricky

"Well no shit am I gonna join you," Chris laughed, grabbing his own pack from deep within his right jean pocket, "I'll be outside Ricky. Have fun with your little crush," he teased, causing some blush on my cheeks when he left the bus.

"Little crush, am I?" Maya said with a small snicker as she took a seat on the couch near to where I stood, "Take a seat and relax. I'm all set for the day and have time to relax."

I smiled, "Sounds like a plan."

Plopping down on the cushion of the couch next to her, I lie back against it and watch her hands move to the remote before clicking a button that soon turned on the vehicle's radio to a rock station of the city we were in. My eyes then trailed to hers, the beautiful bright shade of her irises making my heart thump harder with desire.

"You want a drink at all?" Maya offered, snapping me out of my gaze.

I smiled, "I'm good just like this. Plus, it's my first time meeting someone I been looking forward to meeting so I rather spend the time getting to know this beautiful girl in front of me," I winked.

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Maya
My index finger trailed across his cheek bone, and my finger lifted his chin up slightly. I leaned in, as if to kiss him, before pulling away with a great big grin on my face. "Your 'little crush' might be a bad girl." Winking, I grinned before looking towards the TV. "You are gonna have to live with my teasing, since I'm pretty much gonna do that the whole tour."

Hearing a small laugh, I narrowed my eyes at Damian in the hallway. "Awww, Maya you look so adorable. Trying to be all tough and mature."

"Hey, fuck you! I'm more mature than you! You just ruined the mood, you bloody bastard! Go fuck with Luna, I don't want your shit today thank you very much." Crossing my arms, I shook my head as Damian laughed again.

"I'm going to buy some more cigarettes, Luna took my last ones." He grumbled, as I grinned at Ricky.

"Seriously, though, am I your crush?" Leaning into the couch more, I looked at him in the eye. "Cause the last time someone had a crush on me was in the fifth grade, I kicked him in the balls so you gotta be careful."

Chris

Stepping outside into the air, I smirked before looking at my cigarette. "Hey, do you have a light?" I asked, a smirk on my face, as she handed me hers. As I lit mine, I saw a man walk out of the tour bus, storming towards the shop. I raised a brow towards Luna.

"That's Damian, bassist."

"Seems like he has his panties in a twist." I commented. Hearing a small chuckle from Luna's lips, I instantly noted it was the most cutest thing ever. That laugh made my heart beat with more desire than ever.

"So, how long have you been singing?" I questioned, leaning against the bus and looking at her. "Cause you've got a nice voice. I, personally, love it." With a wink, I grinned before taking a drag that made me smile. "Fuck, I haven't had a reason to have a cigarette in days."

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Luna

Taking a long drag of the cigarette, I smiled over at him with a small chuckle, "Then I might be a bad influence for you with the smoking part of this entire tour. And as for how long I have been singing, it was since I was like around...8-years-old I think. I just formed the band when I was 16 but it didn't get much labels until after I graduated high school. Plus, I had to find ways to build up money before I took the big step ahead."

Chris nodded, "True, true, yeah I remember working at Wal-Mart for a while before I decided to finally start doing tours and gigs."

I blinked, "Wow really? Wal-Mart is the worst place to work at. Dealing with the most craziest of assholes, such as perverts who follow me in the aisles sometimes."

He chuckled, "Yeah I have dealt with douchebags, typical retail life. And trust me, if I would have seen those perverts follow you around, I would easily kick their ass with my friends at my side. I even have a bodyguard that comes with me."

"So do I," I mentioned in a fluent voice while finishing the cigarette, "His name is Mikey and he is a bodybuilder that keeps a huge eye out for me. He is a cool damn guy though. We both are like brother and sister. He really is someone to not fuck with."

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Ricky

I winced when she mentioned the 'kick in the balls' incident, "Geeze, why did you do that to the guy?"

"Because he was making fun of me so when I had the chance, I went right up to his face and kicked my heavy foot right at where the sun doesn't shine," Maya giggled, a sound I will never get tired of, "Trust me, I never heard a guy scream so loud in my life. He deserved it though."

"Yeah, all mean fucking bullies deserve it," I chuckled, scooting closer to her, "I don't know why someone could hurt a beautiful, badass woman such as yourself. I mean, you deserve respect and those ignorant jerkoffs apparently don't like to keep their tongue in to keep themselves from fucking up with malicious words on to innocent people. I went through a lot of jerks in my life before I met the gang of my band."

"Aw," Maya frowned, suddenly giving me a tight hug, "Well now they can't bother you because you have more money than any of them can wish to have."

I busted out a laugh, hugging her back sweetly, "That can be true... But the best revenge is to show how much happier you are than they ever can be. I absolutely love that look on their faces. Pretty much my own version of a 'middle finger' to the douche's face."